Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You're The One (Feat. Mario Winans) , by - Guerilla Black. Release date: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
You're The One (Feat. Mario Winans) |
| Oh yeah, oh yeah! |
| ohh baby |
| Oh ohh, oh ohh, oh baby, oh yeah. |
| I remember when I met you on Crenshaw |
| I almost crashed my truck, and spilled my Hen’dawg |
| Yes you, God blessed you, I was trying to get next to you |
| Your homegirls was hating, but I didn’t care |
| You said you had a man, I was like where? |
| It was something so different about you |
| I felt so gifted around you |
| Even though you had a man and all |
| I took the chance to call, we held hands at the mall |
| That day was so special to me Your man left you at Mickey D’s |
| You called me, I scooped you up I seen fear in your eyes, the tears in your eyes |
| He can’t hug you like I hug you |
| Better yet love you like this thug do You’re so special, you’re the one |
| But you’re already ta-ken |
| Oh I can’t help the way I’m feeling |
| You’re the one, I wish I could replace him |
| Cause I know that baby you’re the one |
| I’m having the time of my life |
| Felt the world on wheels, you and your homegirl got some skills |
| Nobody make me feel like you do Or better yet real like you, I messed around and killed dude |
| I seen homegirly just flossin, we made eye contact |
| Dude always is flossin, me never |
| You and B-l-a-c-k forever, tattered on my neck in green letters |
| Late night eating Hagen-Dazs, watching Uncut |
| And me sitting there, playing wit your butt |
| Took off your clothes, I hit it on the counch |
| Even though mom’s in the house |
| Nothing could replace this feeling |
| It’s like winning 2 million, our bond closer than Cicilians |
| I know old boy won’t leave you alone |
| I know you love him, but our love is strong |
| I couldn’t leave well enough alone |
| Hell I had to hit ya cell phone |
| I left you a message, it went like this, I love you, mmmuah! |
| I guess it’s my luck, I goes to the Magic |
| Damn, ain’t that his truck? |
| I guess you wit him, screw him |
| If it wasn’t for you, I’d have to do him |
| You seen 'em at Jack In The Box |
| He was mackin a lot, to some rats in a drop |
| Now you call The Beat and The Power, dedicate songs every hour |
| All hell done broke loose |
| He got your passcode to your cell and my Nextel shirt too |
| I guess it’s time for you to decide |
| Which one of us you want in your ride? |